My wife is on the show, I can't hide it anymore

After signing the contract, Xue Qian did not leave Xichun's studio, but practiced the singing skills of this song under the guidance of Zheng Yan.

Xue Qian's singing skills are already good, and his voice is very suitable for this song.

Under Zheng Yan's careful guidance, he has basically mastered this song in one day, reaching [-]% of Zheng Yan's level.

"Teacher Zheng, don't worry, I will do my best to record this song when I go back, and I won't let your song be humiliated!"

At five o'clock in the afternoon, before Xue Qian left, he once again held Zheng Yan's hand with both hands and made a promise.

He really likes this song very much, and feels that this song is especially suitable for him.

He is determined not to let this song get dusty in his hands.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, you are singing very well now, I believe in you."

Zheng Yan waved his hand and encouraged Xue Qian a little bit.

He was also full of confidence in Xue Qian.

Today he has already discovered that Xue Qian matches the tone of this song very well.

Even if Xue Qian still can't sing at his level after going back to practice, but with the blessing of timbre, he won't be much inferior to him.

After bidding off Xue Qian, Zheng Yan stood at the door and waited for Qian Xichun to leave work together.

He Hong had already told him before that Qian Xichun still had to go back to his house today.

"Zheng Yan, don't forget that tomorrow afternoon you and Xichun will go to Watermelon TV to record a program."

Qian Xichun, He Hong and others quickly walked out of the office.

When He Hong parted with Zheng Yan, he specially reminded him.

Zheng Yan made an OK gesture to show that he understood.

He doesn't have any worries about tomorrow's recording.

"Star Singer" will be recorded tomorrow, and the program team has already notified him.

The only one who will perform tomorrow is the singer, he is just going to show off, it's very simple.

After saying goodbye to He Hong, Zheng Yan took Qian Xichun into his car.

What surprised Zheng Yan was that Qian Xichun had been very silent today.

It's fine if I didn't say a word during lunch, but now I still look gloomy.

"Xi Chun, are you feeling unwell today?"

Zheng Yan couldn't help asking with concern.

"Well, those days have come."

Qian Xichun responded indifferently without looking at Zheng Yan.

Last night, Zheng Yan's behavior of creating a false confession made her dream more and more, and she didn't sleep well all night.

In order to retaliate against Zheng Yan for fooling her, she decided not to speak to Zheng Yan for the last few days.

Even the news that she was going home today, she told Zheng Yan through He Hong.

In order to prevent Zheng Yan from finding out that she was having a temper, she even used a woman-only excuse to block Zheng Yan's inquiry.

Anyway, Zheng Yan didn't know when she would come to her aunt.

Zheng Yan nodded his head clearly, and then lost the intention to speak, and the two returned to the community without saying a word.

"You go up first, I'm going to buy some food..."

After parking the car in the underground parking lot, Zheng Yan chose not to take the elevator home with Qian Xichun.

Instead, he found an excuse and started walking outside. While walking, he took out his mobile phone and searched for what food a woman should eat in those days.

"Spinach, celery, black-bone chicken, red dates..."

Zheng Yan didn't care how effective the blood-tonifying food was said on the Internet, anyway, he bought all the vegetables he could buy.

With so many dishes, there is always one that will work.

When he returned home with big bags and small bags, Zheng Yan didn't find Qian Xichun in the living room.

Thinking that Qian Xichun should rest in the bedroom now, he didn't bother Qian Xichun, and started cooking on his own.

Zheng Yan's dishes today are: stewed black chicken soup with red dates, carrot ribs soup, stir-fried vermicelli with spinach, and stir-fried pork with celery.

The two soups were time-consuming, and it took Zheng Yan more than an hour to prepare this meal.

"Xichun, come out to eat."

Now the time has come to 08:30, after Zheng Yan put the dishes on the table, he knocked on Qian Xichun's door immediately.

The door was opened in an instant, revealing Qian Xichun's pretty face, which made Zheng Yan's hand that was about to knock on the door stop in mid-air in embarrassment.

"I can't eat your meal for nothing. I will make up for the two meals later."

Qian Xichun first said something to Zheng Yan in embarrassment, and then came to the dinner table and sat down.

Tonight, when she heard the sound of cooking outside in her room, she realized that her behavior was wrong.

She is not someone who belongs to Zheng Yan, so how can she wait for Zheng Yan to finish the meal with peace of mind, and then bring it to her for free.

But she had already said before that she was not feeling well, and it felt inappropriate to help in the kitchen.

The only way to alleviate the guilt in my heart is by paying.

"What nonsense are you talking about.

Are we all people who need that little money? Let's sit down and eat quickly.

These are all new dishes I have tried. See if it suits your appetite. "

Zheng Yan glanced at Qian Xichun with the eyes of an idiot, wondering if Qian Xichun had been here for a few days and his IQ had also dropped.

Regardless of whether he is Qian Xichun, he is a gentry with at least ten million net worth, how could he still care about trivial things like vegetable money.

Qian Xichun immediately blushed when he heard this.

She just wanted to make up for Zheng Yan before, so she didn't think so much.

Qian Xichun, who was speechless, could only focus on tonight's dishes, so as not to embarrass herself.

But seeing the few dishes on the table, Qian Xichun was stunned.

She remembered that Zheng Yan's taste is relatively strong, and he always put a little chili in his dishes.

But tonight these dishes are very light, without a trace of red...

And these dishes seem to have the effect of nourishing blood.

"Why are you staring blankly, eat."

Zheng Yan woke up Qian Xichun, who was still in a daze, and urged him.

These dishes tonight are all for Qian Xichun, he is a big man and doesn't need blood.

"Ah."

Qian Xichun obediently responded, and then ate in silence.

Although these dishes are Zheng Yan's first time cooking, there is no chili.

But with the blessing of Zheng Yanman's cooking skills, not only Qian Xichun couldn't stop chopsticks.

Even Zheng Yan himself ate a lot, and he felt that eating something light and drinking soup once in a while was also very good.

"I'll go wash the dishes."

After eating, Zheng Yan consciously prepared to wash the dishes.

But Qian Xichun moved faster than him, and hurriedly put the dishes and chopsticks by his side like a cub.

It's as if the table is not a dirty bowl, but a baby.

"This... Even if you don't want to owe me, you can still wash the dishes in the future."

Seeing that Qian Xichun was washing the dishes seriously in the kitchen, Zheng Yan muttered helplessly.

From Qian Xichun's performance before, he noticed that Qian Xichun didn't want to eat for free.

It's just that Qian Xichun is ill today, and he is still so brave that Zheng Yan really doesn't know what to say.